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June 2019

I never realized the lengths I'd have to go,

All the darkest corners of a sense I didn't know.

Just for one moment, I heard somebody call,

Looked beyond the day in hand, there's nothing there at all.

Deep in the heart of where sympathy held sway,

Gotta find my destiny, before it gets too late.


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